Chapter 93: Healing

The night air was still as the full moon hung brightly in the sky, bathing its rays upon the city of Huntsville. All around people were either fast asleep, working the night shift, or, if they were host families, ensured their liminal houseguest didn't cause unwilling harm or damage. However, those individuals already married to or forming romances with a non-human lover were enthralled already in nightly passion.

On this cool Autumn night, Sterling, exhausted from a long, long day out with his Baphomet homestay, lay in bed wearing black Metallica T-shirt and gray sweatpants, sound asleep. The room was quiet save for the ticking of a clock hung in a wall and him softly snoring in bed.

At that moment, the doorknob gently turns as his bedroom door silently creeps open. A figure steps inside the carpeted floored room, quietly walking towards the bed. Its glowing demonic red eyes with horizontal pupils cut through the darkness while, between the horns, was a small burning red flame composed of mana resembling a tiny crown that partly illuminated the room. They stood over the sleeping human for a moment then lifted their knee onto the bed, kneeling over him removing the cover from his handsome, peaceful face unable to stifle a slight giggle. The figure cups his face with soft furry brown four digit paws, making him stir in his sleep at the sensation.

"Sterling…?", The figure soft spoke.

"Mmhh? Wha…wha?", Sterling groggily utters, his heavy eyelids half open as the figures appearance comes into sight. It's voice lovely and sweet like honey yet oddly familiar.

"Sterling.", They spoke again more plainly.

"W-What?", Sterling partially jolts awake about to sit up but was quickly stopped by a large paw on his chest, lying him back down as glowing red eyes captivated his vision. The tiny flaming crown allowed him to make out enough facial features of his bedroom visitor, "Huh? F-Fan…?"

A small grin crossed her already stunning yet haunting face as she softly spoke, "Yes, it is me…Sterling…", she whispered, caressing his chin then leaning in closer.

Sterling's eyes shot wide open, jolting awake as realization hits that his LIMINAL houseguest was in his room on a full moon night.

Acting fast, he quickly reaches a cup of ice water on his nightstand and splashes it in the face of the baphomet, extinguishing the flame and her desire in the process as she cries out shocked and confused. She stumbled backwards, trips, and falls down.

Sterling quickly flipped on his lamp, fully illuminating the room. At the same time, thankful he listened to his gut instinct to always keep a cup of ice water near his bed on Full Moon nights ever since Fantina started living there.

Speaking of, he decided to make sure she was ok after that loud fall.

"Fan fan, are you–"

Sterling pauses, eyes widened upon seeing the person lying on the floor in a weirdly suggestive pose.

They looked to be a fully grown woman in her late twenties to early thirties and look to be around 5'7". Her wet, neck length silky brown hair and fur complimented her stunningly beautiful face and smooth, even skin. She had a strikingly feminine figure, shapely figure with flat, toned stomach, firm sexy back, perky A-cups chest, plump and wide childbearing hips complemented by long legs ending in goat hooves, plump muscular thighs, and ample firm butt with bushy goat tail. She wore a red translucent nightgown with black bra and underwear that fit her curves and was aesthetically pleasing. The water covering her gave her skin, fur, even her horns healthy almost illustrious shine, almost like a trophy.

Her goat-like features and voice being the only evidence that it was Fantina.

Sterling stared at the coughing goat woman in utter shock before saying, "Fan…tina? Is that…you?"

Fantina coughs, wiping her eyes before nervously looking up at him.

"I must be dreaming. I'm going back to sleep.", Sterling said, climbing in bed and throwing the blanket over his face.

"IT'S NOT A DREAM! IT'S ME, YOU JACKASS!", She angrily shouted, throwing the blanket off his body, rattling his senses even more.

A minute later, after the two caught their barrings, Fantina now sat next to him on the bed as Sterling curiously inspected up and down.

"Haaa, can you NOT stare so much?", Fantina requested, hugging her chest self-consciously.

"I'm sorry. I'm just…not used to seeing you like…THIS.", He says, gesturing up and down making her more self-conscious, "So, is this some kinda transformation caused by the full moon? Like a biological metamorphosis triggered by lunar rays?" Sterling asked, genuinely curious.

"I-In way yes, it's called my 'DeLuna'." Fantina explained with a slight blush.

"Fascinating, this is amazing! While we're on that, is that why you're not affected by the full moon right now? Or did the ice water help any?" Sterling asked her as his mind was thinking how this information could be very useful later.

"No! Well, kinda, and who the fuck SLEEPS with—ughh. Look, TECHNICALLY, I am being affected. At a young age, baphomets leaders are trained to resist the moon's physiological and mental influence to better protect a coven so they don't get too unruly at night. Last thing we need are witches in our own coven flinging spells destroying things or stealing mates from their coven sisters…", Fantina explained before groaning in frustration, "Gah, how did this turn into species information exchange!? Fuck!"

"Ah! Sorry, I guess I got carried away for a moment.", Sterling apologized with a giggle much to Fantina's annoyance.

Why was he so calm about seeing her like this? Doesn't he understand what it took within her to do this?!

"Wait, is THIS the form you talked about earlier? The one that's apparently so sacred to your species that only your mate can…", Sterling curiously asks before realizing hits, not like a truck, more like a bat in slow motion, "Fan…what exactly were you planning to do earlier?"

Fantina clutches her hands tightly as her frustration hits its limit. She clenches her teeth to stifle a whimper and softly growls, "Why are you like this?"

"Wha–ow!", He was cut off when Fantina punched him hard in the shoulder. Not hard enough to break a bone but just enough to make her point, "Agh, what was tha–"

"Idiot! Why do you THINK any woman would be in a man's room this late wearing something like this?! Do I need to wear a fucking SIGN too?!", Fantina berated, standing up pulling up her red nightgown to show her tight black panties, making him blush slightly, "A woman you've known for years is half-naked in front of you and all you want to talk about is her species' biological function? Are you kidding?! Do you have ANY idea how humiliating this is for me? Aren't you the least bit aroused?", Fantina tirade slowly transitions into tearful sob as she wipes her eyes, "You fucking idiot! Why don't you get it?"

Sterling was stunned for moment but steels his nerves, raising up to go comfort her, "Fan, listen I–", he lays a hand on her shoulder but she slaps it away, glaring at him with a tear-stained scowl.

"Don't touch me! This was a mistake.", Fantina tries to storm our the room but he stops her, grabbing her by the hand, "Let go of me, Sterling!"

"No. Not until you listen."

"Don't bother! I already know what you're going to say! Now let me–"

"No you don't!", Sterling cuts her off, startling her as she notices his stone cold serious expression, "I'm not letting you leave like this, Fantina! Not again I'm not letting history repeat itself. We're going to talk this out like adults!"

Fantina stared at him in surprise, not sensing condescension or deceit in his voice, only genuine care. She felt his grip loosen as her hands dropped limply to her sides.

He then sits on the bed, tapping the spot next to him. Fantina hesitates a moment before walking over to him, hips swaying alluringly prompting him to shift his gaze away, before taking her spot with a foot of space between them.

"Fan, I'm just going to put it out there. You…LIKE me, right? Romantically, I mean."

Fantina blushes heavily, fidgeting and rubbing her knees together nervously, then simply nods in confirmation.

Sterling, a bit taken aback, tries to compose himself and asks, "For…how long exactly?"

"A long time now. So long I can't remember WHEN I started to feel this way but I think I knew…after our last mission together five years ago. The one where those anti-liminal terrorists tried to blow up a building full of non-human migrants in Chattanooga?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I remember, it was when the exchange bill first became implemented within the southern states. There was a lot of pushback with establishing an exchange office in the city and we had to help…calm things down.", Sterling reminisced, remembering how incredibly volatile things were back then. When nearly half the country was against the 'new invaders' pouring in.

"It was anything but calm when the bombs went off. Luckily, nobody was seriously injured but…I got trapped in some burning debris, even lost my scythe with my damn luck. Thought I was a goner until…you came…", Fantina explained, the memory of him carrying her out of the smoking and burning wreckage replaying in her mind.

"I saved your life, yeah. I mean you did the same for me…several times. I just returned the favor like any agent would."

"Back then…no, they wouldn't…", Fantina plainly remarks, "No matter how you sliced it, liminals like me who worked for ICEP in those days…our lives were more expendable. Hell many of us were hardly paid as much compared to human agents. Some weren't paid at all because of the dumb credit system that was in place."

"Right…", Sterling replies, thinking of how skewed in favor of humans, ICEP's procedures were back then when it came to working with liminal species. It was a time where agents could legally apply deadly force to a non-human in their ranks if they proved to be too 'hostile' to work with. Many liminals were extremely on edge most of the time and even reluctant to be around their human coworkers outside of missions. Things have gotten better since then but even now, though more lenient since its inception, the 'deadly force against liminal hostiles' rule still applies in many states.

"That isn't when it happened, though. It was what you said after you saved my life and took me to the medics. I asked you why you chose to come back and save me? Do you remember what you said?"

"...Um…vaguely…", He admitted a bit shamefully, scratching his head.

Fantina shakes her head, not in disappointment but at being proven right that he wouldn't remember, "I figured. You looked me in the eyes and said 'That's what best friends do. Through fire and flames, right?'

Sterling pauses a moment letting the comment sink in. Is that REALLY what he said back then?

"I couldn't believe it either. I almost died and you try to make me laugh with a bad rock-'n'-roll pun, even called me your best friend?", Fantina shook her head, giggling in amusement.

"I uh, heh, guess I thought a little humor would've lightened things up. Didn't want you to stress out. Sorry if it was inappropriate though."

"Don't be. It may not have meant much to you but…to me…I really felt like I had a REAL friend outside my coven. Someone who's never looked down on me, feared me, laughed at me, vilified me, or disrespected me because of what and who I am. A kind, strong, and crazy weirdo that felt like he could do anything just because he said so yet treated everyone how they deserve to be treated. You've always had your heart open to me and others like me even when I refused to open mine.", Fantina poured her heart out, turning towards him clutching her chest and eyes full of unfettered passion, "I knew right then…that I…I…", Fantina felt the words getting caught in her throat, much to her dismay, before feeling a hand caress her face.

" I love you too", Sterling finished, looking her dead in her red horizontal pupils.

Fantina was stunned for a moment as mind tried to fully process his words only to come up with an 'error' message.

"W-What?"

"Weren't you going to say you loved me? Well, I love you too.", He casually and honestly answered.

"I…N-No, wait, Y-You aren't just saying that so I feel less embarrassed, right? I-I don't NEED you to pity me."

"No, I really mean it."

"D-Don't toy with me! I bet you only mean as a FRIEND or something right?", Fantina accused, tears welling and preparing for disappointment.

"No. I mean, I am IN love with you, Fantina. I have been for a long time.", Sterling affirms, scooting a bit closer making her flinch as her ears perk up.

"I-I don't believe you. You're probably only saying that because you know THIS is what I really look like right?" Fantina stated, standing to her feet to put some distance between while showing off her curves, "I bet you wouldn't say any of this if I was still in my 'Enfante' form!"

"Enfante? So that's what your…miniature form is called. Then, I suppose you showing me this form means you want me as your…Big Brother?"

Fantina pauses a moment and answers, "Yes…but this isn't how it's supposed to work."

"I'm sorry?"

"I'm ONLY supposed to show you this form after you've accepted my Enfante form! Having you see me like this now…is one of the biggest taboos of my species and witches! So big that if we EVER break it, we'd lose our ability to use mana, become unable to change our form during full moon, and we're banished from the coven", Fantina coldly and regretfully explained, clutching her forehead as tears stream down her cheeks, "I can't go back to Venus and my witches, not after what I've done. And for what? Because I was desperate? I'm such a fool. They deserve a better leader.", She sobbed into her large paws before feeling his hands gently grab her wrists, moving her hands away.

"You're a wonderful leader, Fan Fan. And listen, I did accept you and still do.", Sterling assured her.

Fantina stared in surprise a moment before shaking her head then pushing him away, to his confusion, "If that's how you REALLY feel then…", she challenged as her clothes and body shrank down to her usual childlike size, "Then say it to this face! Can you really love someone who looks like a child most of the time? Can you?!", She demanded.

Deep down, she knew it was wrong of her to do this but…she needed confirmation from him. She couldn't stand living in uncertainty any longer. For better…or worse, she was ready for the outcome.

Sterling takes a deep breath and kneels down on one knee, meeting her eye to eye, then says in a serious tone, "Fantina, I need you to listen to me very carefully because I'm only going to say it once."

Fantina stared back, mentally preparing herself and audibly gulps before nodding for him to proceed.

"Ahem…Fantina...I think you're amazing and a wonderful person. You're kind, considerate, and one of the bravest people I ever met. You always do your best to follow up with people you care about. Not only that, you always pay close attention to their wants and needs so you better understand and can help them. I saw that especially with how the witches in your coven look at you with pure admiration. Each of them loves you and you know what each of them likes and dislikes. I love how no matter what the task is or what people ask if you, you ALWAYS deliver in the end. Animals, big or small, don't just like you, they're DRAWN to you, which to me is a sign of a pure heart. Most animal shelter volunteers aren't liked that much. I love how open-minded and eager to explore new things you are. I love how you always took your role as an agent seriously. Though the old higher ups didn't like you, juniors, especially newer liminal agents loved you! You were always ready to help them understand protocol or procedure when human superiors wouldn't or couldn't. You're very smart and resourceful, especially on missions. Believe me, your quick thinking has saved my ass and others several times! I love how respectful you are towards elderly people no matter the race or species. I love how good you are with children, especially babies, they always smile when they look at you. You don't even mind when they play with your paws or horns. I love that adorable childlike laugh of yours. It's so infectious that I can't help laughing with you. You have a smile that brightens any place you walk into. Even the most humdrum days are made tolerable just from looking at your cute face. I love when you found out I like bourbon you carried a flask around with you despite not liking it yourself. I love how competitive you are and how much you hate losing, even if it's something silly like tabletop tennis. I love how caring and patient you are when you sense people are having a hard time. It's that same patience and love that has gotten me through the darkest days of my life. After I lost my younger sister, Miley, to leukemia you were by my side before and after her funeral. You are the most empathetic, kind, loyal, and beautiful soul I've ever met, Fantina. I love the way you walk. It's a bit sassy with a proud, perfect posture yet you always make sure you match my pace. I love the way you talk. You always choose your words carefully and enunciate to make sure anyone understands you. I love the way that you dress. It's a unique combination of reds, beige, black and pink to compliment your fur and eyes. Even now, though more risque than I'm used to, it still shows off your beautiful horns, alluring eyes, and full lips perfectly in both forms! I love the light clicking sound your hooves make against the solid ground. I love your cute goat ears. They look soft and malleable. I love how much you cared about and supported me even when it came to stuff that you didn't personally enjoy. I love how you listen to me prattle on about Top Gun and my music tastes. I love watching you headbang to Avenged Sevenfold songs."

As Sterling continued to bombard her with a seemingly endless stream of praise and admiration, she felt heart swelling and mind spiralling unable to process it all at once. How long has he been holding all of this back?! Moreover, how closely has he been observing her all this time?!

"W-Wait your…", Fantina utters with massive blush on her face, spread all the way to her inner ears. Horizontal pupils now swirling spirals reflective of her inability to process all the attention.

"I love how you never forget to thank the cashier when you buy something. I love how you don't take insults to heart or at least try not to show it. Even when other people don't like you, you always try to be the bigger person.", Sterling continued pouring it all out.

"Slow down! I c-can't handle this is a-all…", Fantina almost begs, heart pounding in her chest.

"I loved going to work in the morning and knowing you were there waiting to scold me about not being on time yet always had coffee sitting on my desk; One sugar, no cream, and a little bourbon.", Sterling takes another deep breath, then gently grabs both the baphomets shoulders, making her flinch, "Fantina, I'm sorry for not being there for you, the way you were for me. I'm sorry for not letting your voice be heard when you desperately need to be. I'm sorry I couldn't say these words back then that you, no, that BOTH of us desperately needed to hear. I love you, Fantina, with all my heart." Sterling firmly spoke, while not breaking eye contact with the awestruck baphomet, "Ahem, so to answer your question, yes, I can love you. No matter what you look like because…you've always been beautiful to me."

Fantina stared at him completely dumbstruck and feeling weak in the knees. A whirlwind of emotions whipped through her head at the human man's enormous confession. It was far, far more than what she imagined yet the happiness she felt at this moment surpassed anything her imagination could conjure.

"Ster…ling…I…I…", Fantina uttered, her head smoking and vision unsteady as her face burned bright red. She then collapses to her knees prompting Sterling to catch her in his arms.

"Whoa! Fan Fan, are you alright?"

"I-I'm fine…I-I just need a minute…", Fantina mutters, her face and horn buried against his firm chest, giving her brain time to catch up.

"Hehe, did I…go overboard a little?", He teased, gently petting her back

"WAY overboard.", Fantina spouted before sighing, "Don't you know girls need a breather between compliments? It's embarrassing to hear it all at once. I felt like my heart was gonna burst."

"Oh, it's a good thing I stopped halfway huh?"

"THERE WAS MORE?!"

"Yep. Believe me when I say, I've known you long enough to see all your flaws, imperfections, charm, and beauty about you.", Sterling cheekily assured, smiling warmly as she blushes again.

"D-Dummy…you really mean it, don't you?", Fantina mutters, clutching his shirt.

"Yeah…I love you, Fan Fan."

Fantina's heart skips a beat at those words as she pulls away looking into his bright gray eyes, seeing the honest devotion in them.

"Sooo, do you want to try your entrance agai—", Sterling offers only to be cut off by the baphomet woman pressing her lips against his. She quickly wraps her paws around his head, deepening the kiss, and closes her eyes as the sensation washes over her.

Sterling was caught off guard by her sudden display but quickly welcomed the gesture as he melts into her soft full lips. He hugs her close enjoying every microsecond of their first kiss.

They moaned softly, caressing each other and opened their mouths allowing the others free access to explore their canals. His tongue was noticeably bigger than hers but Fantina's was surprisingly stronger and flatter thanks to her goat physiology. It was not an unpleasant feeling as she tasted faintly sweet but tart almost like an apple. Fantina eagerly explored his mouth, noting the slight his robust and kinda salty taste. The taste of her partner, best friend and soon-to-be lover.

Fantina pressed into her harder, wanting to be closer to him, causing Sterling to lose his balance and fall over on his back with a thud. The baphomet didn't let up all the while, continuing to sloppily French kiss as they lay on the floor with her on top. Sterling, not caring about the pain, caressing his hands up and down her petite form, giving a small, firm rear a gentle squeeze as she softly moans in surprise. All while their tongues intertwine in a heated display of passion.

A few minutes of lip locking later, the pair separate to catch their breath leaving a strand of saliva connecting them. Fantina straddles his chest, breathing laboriously and staring down with glazed eyes full of lust.

"Heh, I take it this means...you finally believe me?", Sterling slyly questions with a smile.

Fantina shyly smirks, twirling her hair as she glanced away, "No, I'm...not quite convinced yet. You're going to have to do more."

Sterling raises up with her, to her surprise, his slightly wider frame making her look smaller in his lap, "How much more?"

"M-much, much more...", Fantina emphasized, pressing herself against his chest with pleading filled of desire.

Sterling flushes a bit but then smiles, scooping her under her legs, startling her a bit, before standing up and sitting her on the bed, "In that case, I'd rather we do this comfortably."

"Eh?", Fantina utters plaintively before being taken aback seeing Sterling remove his gray shirt, showing off his rather impressive physique. Years of agent field work, missions, and combat scenarios has given him a more toned body and notable muscle definition than the average human his age. Granted, he had a little bit of body fat due to his more desk-bound paperwork filling lifestyle these days but he was still quite attractive and fit.

Although, Fantina was far more interested in the outline of whatever was in his gray sweatpants. She brushed up against it a few times when she was in his lap so now her imagination was running wild. It was finally happening. She was finally going to do it with him!

Wait...

'What exactly AM I going to do with him?!', Fantina screams in her head, clutching her horns, as realization hits her like a truck. She's reminded of just how little experience she has with actual love making. Sure, Venus taught her most of the basics and what mating is in general but she's never actually put any of it into practice.

Now that she thought about it, she honestly didn't have much of a plan sneaking in his bedroom! Sure it was a combination of instincts, desperation, and hormones driving her but still. Did she even KNOW what he liked? Or even his preferences in women? She's seen other humans and liminal agents flirt with or ask him out before but he's never actually reciprocated their feelings. What if he doesn't like inexperienced women?! Especially ones in their thirties that never even SEEN real man meat before! This is bad. What if-

"Fantina? You ok?", Sterling asks in concern, jolting her out of her spiral.

"Y-YES! I'm fine, ju-eh?", Fantina blurted out before pausing, seeing him standing in front of her wearing only a pair of dark gray boxers; a large bulge clearly outlined on his inner right thigh. It was the first time she'd ever seen him this naked up close. His masculine scent enveloping her and sending her hormones into overdrive.

"You don't look fine. You're sweating a lot. You're not sick, are you?", Sterling leaning closer, moving his hand to his damp forehead. Those kind blue eyes making her heart race in excitement and her tummy tingle.

"S-Stop..."

"Huh?", Sterling tilts head confused.

"I-IT'S JUST MY FIRST TIME, ALRIGHT?! SO STOP TEASING ME LIKE A CHILD!", She loudly blurts out, surprising him and herself, before covering her face groaning in sheer embarrassment. She wanted to scream out and go hide somewhere but her better half knew that wouldn't help.

Sterling gently removes her hands and says in an assuring tone and comforting grin, "Fan Fan, it's not a big deal that you're still a virgin."

"Saying it with THAT face doesn't make it better!"

"Fan Fan, I don't care about that kind of thing. If anything it shows that you wish to give yourself to someone you truly love and trust with all your heart.", Sterling lovingly assures her.

Fantina blushes under her cheek then curiously asks, "So, does that mean you're also..."

"Oh, no, I lost my V-card when I was 20 and had a couple girlfriends before joining ICEP.", He plainly answered, bashfully rubbing his head.

"I'm going to punch you in your dumb handsome face.", Fantina emphasized, clenching and unclenching her fist with a dark expression.

"I'm just saying, it doesn't matter if it's your first or fifth time, Fan Fan. It's about enjoying OUR time…together.", Sterling assured, placing his hand atop her fuzzy fist as her expression softens a bit, "Honestly, I kinda wish I waited...because now I have you. Someone I truly love.", he smiled, parting her hair to the side.

Fantina's eyes widened and her heart skipped a beat before hopping off the bed, sliding off her nightgown, "It's...not so bad then. Since you're the most experienced among us, y-you can show me everything you know.", She huskily spoke, sliding her black bra and panties off, leaving her completely naked.

Sterling stared in awe, swallowing hard and drinking in her petite body. He took in her smooth skin, softly sweet smelling fur and hair, flat stomach with prominent curves and perky A-cups with hardened red nipples on display. Her body was well-toned from years of MON training and battling rivals of the Malones.

Her short but strong legs complimented her small, plump butt, wide hips and toned thighs.

Fantina blushes in embarrassment as he wordlessly stared at her. A part of her worried he was disappointed by what he saw and decided to try changing to her DeLune form.

"Uh...could you sit over here, Fantina?", Sterling, now sitting the bed, beckons therefore goat closer as she stops herself from transforming.

"D-Don't you...want my...real form?", she struggles to get out.

"No. I want you. Enfante or DeLune. I want ALL of you", Sterling passionately spoke, her eyes wide with shock and joy as he beckons her towards him, "Come here."

"O-Ok..."

Fantina climbs up into his lap. He quickly positions her with her back resting against his chest and her legs spread showing off her hairless reddish-pink lower lips, pulsating with heat. Fantina's cheeks flush, finding the position embarrassing. They were so close she was afraid he could feel her heart pounding. Yet she chose to trust him.

She shudders upon feeling his large, masculine hand glide up her stomach to her chest while the other attentively caresses and massages her thigh; alternating between smooth flesh and soft fur.

"I'll be gentle, Fan Fan, you don't need to be so tense.", he softly whispered in her ear, the little stubble of chin making her neck tingle, "If you don't like anything, you can say 'stop' whenever you want."

"O-Okay…"

His hand glides up her chest, caressing and groping her breasts, even teasing her nipples by gently pinching and pulling them. Fantina lets out a shrill moan of delight at the stimulation and noting how big his palms were. In this form, her breasts could fit in them perfectly which made her happy for reasons even she didn't know. She then felt his other hand drifting closer to her womanhood, letting out a gasp as he began teasing her lower lips. They were slick and warm from her juices, allowing his thick fingers to glide easily against her plump flesh. Fantina trembles at the electrifying sensation before arching her back in surprise at his finger pushing inside of her, eliciting a sharp moan from the baphomet. She could feel his thick, long digits churning her hot and tight walls stimulating her favorite spots and reaching deeper than she ever could with her oven mit fingers.

'It feels…so good…It's so much better…than doing it myself. And in this pose…I can see everything he's doing to me. I've never felt this kind of pleasure before.', Fantina thought, moaning and sighing in delight with labored breath, seeing him churning her entrance and playing with her breasts. She turned her head upward, careful not to bump him with her horns, seeing his stern expression. The same one he'd always have when he was focused on a task, 'He's so focused…on making sure I enjoy this. That makes me so happy.', she thought, reaching up and caressing his face to kiss him under his neck, making him grin as her walls tighten against his fingers.

'Whoa, she just got a lot tighter just now. She must really be enjoying this…even though I'm kinda out of practice. I'm mainly relying on muscle memory.', Sterling thought, feeling a bit guilty at not giving his former partner his absolute best. A few years of dry spells and endless paperwork left his technique as rusty as a wet nail. Still, he'll give her the best he can now.

In one simultaneous motion, Sterling curves his fingers in her pussy, pressing right on one of her favorite spots, then pulls her right nipple. The double stimulation, sending powerful waves of pleasure throughout the baphomets small frame and driving her to the brink. Fantina lurches forward, moans increasing in volume and body violently trembling as her thighs clamped around his hand. All while he continues to pleasure her body.

'T-This is bad. We only just started but…if he keeps touching me like this…I'm going to…', Fantina thought, he mind going blank as a pressure built up in her lower tummy.

"~St…ling…s…p~", She scarcely muttered, her body reaching its breaking point.

"What was that, Fan Fan?", Sterling asked, shifting a bit causing the bulge in his shorts to poke her in the butt. Her body reacted as if she were being penetrated from both ends.

This sudden new sensation sent the Baphomet over the edge.

'~I'm Cummiiiiiiiing!~', She screamed in her mind, letting out a sharp, lengthy moan that filled the room. All while drenching Sterling hand and part of the bed in love juices.

Sterling felt her walls clenching possessively around his fingers, remarking at the pulses of heat surging into the nerves in his arm. It was quite pleasant, almost like she was enveloping his arm with her small frame.

"Haa…haa…I've never…climaxed that hard before…", Fantina pants as her body spasms, riding out the rush of euphoria.

Sterling couldn't help feeling a bit proud at her word. He removes his soaking wet, slightly sticky fingers from her entrance and says, "Are you okay, Fan? Do you need a break or some water?"

"Huh? N-No, I'm fine."

Fantina touched his hand, feeling the hardened object pressing against her ass since they started but tried to ignore. She then raises off and turns around to face him then stares at the bulge in his boxer, catching his attention.

"Heh, you uh see something you like, Fan Fan?", Sterling jokes through the awkwardness.

"Sterling…can you take off your underwear?", Fantina unflinchingly asks, catching him off guard.

Sterling takes a second to process her request, unused to such things from someone he used to work with. He complied, standing up and dropping his drawers, freeing his rock-hard manhood before her ruby red eyes.

The baphomet's eyes widened, getting a good look at his manhood for the first time. It was good seven inches, slightly darker compared to his fair skin toned body, a large red tip and noticeable veins. This was the first REAL penis she'd seen in her adult life. Not she has much to compare considering her species is entirely female and she never was too interested in either the men she brought for her witches or other liminal male species. She stared at it a moment, stepping closer before reaching but stopped to look up at him.

"C-Can I…touch it?", She innocently asks.

"Sure…", he responded, a bit confused why she even asked. Was she still kinda nervous?

Fantina audibly gulps before gently wrapping her large, furry hands around his member, making him flinch at the sudden sensation prompting him to sit back down. She carefully strokes and grips his manhood feeling how hot and sturdy it was. It twitched against her palms and she could feel his pulse, adding to her fascination.

At the same time, Sterling couldn't help admiring how pleasantly soft and warm her paw pads and fur were; almost like a heated throw blanket. Her pumping, though erratic due inexperience, was good enough rhythm and how she looked at his cock with such curiosity was plenty to excite his arousal.

'So this is his thing, huh? I'm only touching but it's making me feel so tingly inside. This…big stupid hard hunk of meat…feels like it belongs to a different being from me. His scent is so intoxicating. It's making my head spin. ~I want it.~', Fantina deliriously thought with flushed cheeks, slightly drooling as she unconsciously moved her face close, rubbing her cheek against her cheek. Almost trying to mark herself in his scent; inside and out. She opens her mouth, showing her hot flat tongue, and gives his shaft a tentative lick, sending a chill up Sterling's spine.

"Ah! F-Fan…what are y-Hnngh…", Sterling expressed before getting bombarded with more waves of pleasure, courtesy of the baphomet. Her small, flat tongue dragged and lapped at his flesh. Alternating lup and down from his balls to the tip and covering him in hot saliva while spurring his lust further.

Fantina glances up seeing his normally unfazed sometimes stoic demeanor now loosened up into a slovenly lustful expression. It made her happy to see this side of him and wanted to see more. She wanted to please him even more. At that moment, she opens her mouth, taking the head of his penis inside.

Sterling elicits a pleasured groan, feeling her soft lips and hot, wet tongue swirl around his member enjoying how he tastes. He gripped the bed sheet and started bobbing her head up and down his shaft, taking as much as she could while feeling the top of her mouth. She felt amazing, despite her sloppiness, as her unbridled desire more than compensated.

As Fantina enthusiastically and repeatedly took in his cock, she moved her freehand down her puffy and dripping womanhood, stroking herself to add more pleasure. She moaned in delight, enjoying how much he filled her before feeling his member twitching against her tongue.

"Hahh nnhgh…Fan Fan…I'm so close!", Sterling groans loudly, instinctively but gently grabbing her horns, much to her surprise, shoving himself to the back of her mouth.

Trying to match his energy, Fantina continues bobbing her head feeling him repeatedly strike her throat.

'I…I can hardly breathe but…I can't stop myself. It feels too good!', Fantina thought, eyes rolling upwards as her mind went blank wanting more and more pleasure. She felt pressure building to unbearable levels in her lower stomach and immense joy at her human's lustful moans.

"Haaa, Fantina…I can't…", Sterling expressed, releasing her horns and lurching forward a bit. The baphomet, wanting to keep up the pressure, wraps her arms around his waist forcing his manhood back down her throat. This sent him over the edge as he ejaculated, filling her mouth with his seed. She felt his body tense up and his heart pounding against her as she also reached her second, climax all over the carpet.

Fantina slides her mouth off his cock, covering her mouth with her paw and letting the strong salty and slightly bitter taste of his spirit energy sink in before swallowing. She goes into a daze, trembling violently as red aura flares up around her body prompting the symbols on her Elven collar to glow, absorbing her residual mana.

She promptly began licking the rest of his essence from her paws and Sterling watched her in astonishment.

He still couldn't believe Fantina, his normally prideful, independent, and crazy powerful former agent was now—with no hesitation or embarrassment—on her knees greedily licking his cum from paws like a bear with honey. It was so unlike the Fan Fan he was used to and it turned him on more than any other woman he's been with up until now. His manhood, once again, became rock-hard.

"Hey, Sterling?", Fantina spoke, jolting him from his thoughts.

"Y-Yeah?"

"I-I'm ready. I want to mate with you.", she says, rubbing her face against his thigh with upturned, pleading goat eyes.

Sterling felt his heart skipping a beat at how adorable she was and responded, "Alright. Let me just…check if I have any condoms on me."

"Don't worry about it. It's actually a safe day for me…I keep good track of that.", Fantina pointed, giving a sly smirk, "Besides, you said you want all of me…so I want all of YOU too.", She emphasized, crawling up to him with a a sultry gaze pressing her paw to his chest.

Sterling smirks back, cupping her cheek and huskily whispers, "You're gonna get that plus interest."

Moments later, the two were in bed with Sterling positioned on top of the baphomet. Her were legs as she looks down, heart pounding upon seeing her human mate positioning himself with his rock-hard manhood rests atop her pussy lips, lightly teasing them.

'I-It's really about to happen. I'm going…to lose my virginity to Sterling. He's…about to be inside of me.', Fantina thought, panting in anticipation, wanting him to begin already.

"Fan…I'm starting now. You can say 'stop' if anything doesn't feel right.", Sterling assured her, lining up to her entrance.

"O-Okay…"

He slowly pressed in, pushing past her very puff pink lips, while holding her small thighs, entering the baphomet as she moaned at the foreign object stretching her walls.

Sterling grits his teeth at how unbelievably tight she was; even by typical virgin standards. He could hardly move even noticing Fantina trembling violently with an uncomfortable expression.

"Fan, are you ok?", He tenderly spoke, caressing her cheek.

"I-I'm fine…just a little nervous that's all.", She shakily admitted, still a bit afraid of him being unsatisfied by her body.

"It's alright, Fan Fan. Like I said, this is about you and me.", Sterling comforted, gently massaging her goat ears as she croons, "And to me, you're the most beautiful person I've met."

Fantina's eyes widened, cheeks burning red and heart raced upon hearing those words as she stared at her human lover.

At that moment, her body reacted just as loving. Sterling felt her pussy WIDEN for a moment, surprising him, as he slid right in burying himself at the hilt.

Surprisingly, she didn't seem to have a hymen, yet her body still shuttered at the pain of having something inside her for the first time.

Suddenly, he felt her walls clamp very tightly around him like a vice grip. It was not uncomfortable, far from it. Her body seemed to reshape itself perfectly to suit him while massaging his cock with indescribable heat and high-quality velvety softness. It took all his willpower not to ejaculate right then.

"Sterling…", Fantina uttered, reaching up to cup his face, smiling warmly at him, "I love you. I love you so much. ~Please keep going~."

Sterling obliges without a second thought, beginning to slowly pull out before gently thrusting back in. His hips kept up this steady motion, in and out, feeling his baphomet lover walls constrict and contract around his entire cock giving him great pleasure.

Fantina's moans of satisfaction and joy increase with each thrust into her pussy. Waves of electrifying pleasure tore through every nerve and muscle as her body begged for more. It's been starving for this level of physical attention for years and now it was going to eat its fill.

"~F-Faster…Harder…~", Fantina uttered, wrapping her small goat legs around his waist, wanting him deeper.

Sterling happily obeyed her request, quickening his pace and pounding her a greater vigor as her moans of pleasure increased. Her walls tightened around him, trying to keep him from leaving her, yet they were so slick and so indescribably soft he could feel himself melting into her body. Her flesh massaged every square centimeter of his manhood wanting to squeeze out everything he had yet sought to prolong and enhance their love-making as much as possible.

Sterling couldn't help letting out intense moans of his own. His face contorted into one of unrestrained licentious hunger; almost like a feral instinct lying dormant was awakening. It was liberating to the agent. He's truly never experienced anything like this. Sure, he's dated plenty of women in his high school and college years but NONE of them felt as welcoming or invigorating as Fantina made him feel. It was an amazing sensation.

Fantina felt it as well. Every time he thrusted inside her, the tip of his manhood repeatedly 'kissing' the entrance of her womb, she jolts of mana rippling between their bodies. Wave after wave of invigorating pleasure flooded their minds and bodies as every muscle cried out want the pair to become one.

A tear escaped the baphomet woman's eye, a joyful one. It was a life goal among her species to search for a worthy 'Big Brother'. An ideally strong, gentle, reliable male that will happily shower them in love and attention. Fantina, in all honesty, had given up on that old-fashioned ideal of her culture after spending enough time among human society. It now felt unrealistic and a bit limiting. She loved Sterling the way he was; imperfections and all!

Suddenly, Sterling grabbed hold of her waist, thumbs resting right on the bulge in her lower tummy.

"Ah…S-Sterling wai–~AHAhhhhaaaa!", Fantina elicits, throwing her head back in sheer as pressed on the bulge while thrusting inside. The double stimulation shredded the last bit of inhibition in the Baphomets head as her eyes rolled up, face contorted in lewd animalistic pleasure as he churned her insides.

"Fan…Fan, haahh…", Sterling uttered through pleasure-filled groans, barely able to conjure a sentence, yet the erratic twitching of his manhood inside told her body everything she needed.

"I-Inside!", Fantina muttered in delirious pleasure, her legs tightening their grip around his waist, refusing to wait a single drop of his essence.

He thrusted into her several more times, the sound of their hips colliding resonating with the moans, before hitting as hard as he could and filling up her womb with hot essence.

"~Aahhhhhhhh!~", Fantina elicits a horny goat wail of ecstasy to the ceiling as their bodies spasm, riding both their orgasms before going limp.

They both stay in each other's embrace, catching their breath with Sterling careful not to put his full bodyweight on her. The two stared wordlessly into each other's eyes, their faces rosy and sweaty, before sharing a passionate kiss.

Sterling then separated for air, "Pwah! That was…incredible, Fan Fan."

"Huh? What do you mean 'was'?", she slyly spoke, pulling herself upwards prompting him to raise off her.

"Was as in…past tense?", Sterling coyly remarks, a bit confused.

"Ah, I see. I was afraid you meant as in 'we're done'... because we're NOT done. No no, we're FAR from done. We have 39 consecutive months of not making love to make up for.", Fantina spoke, crawling on her hands and knees eyeing him like a predator as her body changed into her DeLune(adult) form. She then turns her back to him, showing off her round beautiful round ass and wide hips, swaying them alluringly with a mischievous grin, "~Think you can handle that, partner?~", She says, her words music to his ears.

Sterling felt his entire body tense up and a heat rising within his body. His eyes drawn to her swaying woman and his cock rising with renewed vigor.

"What do you mean, Fan Fan? We're not coworkers anymore…", Sterling says, grabbing her hip eliciting a gasp from the baphomet and lining himself up, "Call me 'Big Bro'"

Fantina's heart skips a beat at those words before he thrusts himself into her plump rear. She cries in pure joy and erotic bliss, filling the room as the bed rocked under their love-making.

….

For the next five hours and thirty-nine minutes, the pair gave into their instincts, desire, and pent up lust for one another.

They mated each other in different positions: standing, sitting, sideways, lying down, her riding him, him riding her, up against the wall, on top of the bed, sitting on his desk, every way imaginable. No corner of the room was left undefiled. They were REALLY pent up.

Throughout it all, Fantina switched back and forth between her DeLune and Enfante forms, using both of their unique sex appeals to enthrall her beloved human and mark him as hers.

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It was now almost 3 a.m. The sun was going to rise a little over three hours as the pair lay in bed snuggled against one another, absolutely spent but very satisfied.

Fantina was in her DeLune form since it allowed her to fully wrap herself around him, resting her head against his firm chest. They both reeked of sweat, sex, and expired pheromones and their lower were stained with a mixture of their love juices. A status symbol in some liminal cultures.

"You know, with how quick you were to sling spells at anyone who ticked you off back in the day, I almost forgot how crazy flexible you are.", Sterling flirtatiously teases, lovingly caressing her hair and ears.

"I almost forgot how much stamina YOU have! Then again, you were crazy enough to try beating a male lizardman treadmill record.", Fantina remarks, raising a knowing eyebrow.

"Eh, youthful arrogance on my part. I wanted to show all the 'non-humans' there that we humans shouldn't be taken lightly; especially one new to the game. Besides, he and I became good enough pals by the end."

"Knowing you, that was the likely outcome. I guess we all had something to prove back then…some of us still doing.", Fantina whimsically spoke, looking up at the ceiling as Sterling agreed, "Where is Libero anyway? I haven't seen him since I arrived…or any of the other recruits from our old regime."

"He died.", Sterling plainly answered, catching the baphomet off guard as she noticed his blank expression, "It was last year. A Raiju went berserk under newbie host families who failed to follow the diet plan involving minimizing food with high sugar content. He saved the family from being electrocuted to death but he wasn't lucky…"

Fantina went silent for a moment, letting the information sink in, "And…the others?"

"Most of them have similar stories, varying outcomes. They either lost their lives protecting host families and human civilians from dangerous liminals or keeping hostile humans from harming liminal migrants and students. Others who weren't killed couldn't handle the stress either resigned or joined a 'less chaotic' branch overseas ." Sterling told her with a sigh.

"I didn't realize…it's gotten that bad…"

"There's more non-human being registered in this country everyday. Far more than when the program came to fruition. The number of skilled agents to students ratio has shifted dramatically which means more opportunities for ANYTHING to happen.", Sterling replies, staring up at the ceiling as well.

"It does explain why they cut back on the training with those newbies."

"I do give advice to those I can when I have the time. They don't make them like us anymore though.", Sterling muses as Fantina looks at him curiously before shifting down in regret at how much she's missed.

"I'm…sorry I wasn't there. While I was running off with Malones, likely making your job harder, just so I–", She shamefully apologized before Sterling stops her, cupping her face.

"Stop it. That chapter of your life is over now.", He sternly spoke, staring into her ruby red goat eyes.

"Aren't you at least…a little angry at me for leaving you?"

"...I'm just glad you're here.", Sterling sweetly spoke as Fantina's eyes twinkle with tears before she wipes them away, giving him a loving grin.

Suddenly, another thought crossed her mind…

"Sterling?"

"Hm?"

"I…I know what you've been up to."

Sterling raises an eyebrow, shifting his body to face her directly, "What exactly are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about…the 'Multi-Spousal Marriage' proposal. I read it on your computer one day when it was open. I'm sorry.", Fantina answered, making sure to apologize for breaking his privacy.

Sterling looks at her shocked, "Y-You did what?! You read it without my permission? Was it good? Listen, I can explain–"

"Sterling! It's ok, there's no need. Like I said, I've read all of it…including the parts about my species and others like mine with similar cultural practices. I'm impressed and…I wanted you to know…I support it and you."

Sterling stared at her, taken aback before responding, "Y-You do? Really?"

"Yes. I want to do this with you. Honestly, I'm kinda surprised by it all still but…I want to support you in this endeavor."

"That's…wonderful to hear! Thank you, Fan Fan.", Sterling enthusiastically spoke pulling her close giving her a loving kiss which she quickly melts into before separating.

"Haaa…still I wish there was a better trial family than those goobers.", Fantina rolls her eyes thinking about Nightmare's host family, especially that wise-ass green-haired weasel with the dumb face. Her words.

"They're more exceptional than you think, headache inducing, but exceptional."

"If you say so…", Fantina remarks, sighing in content, resting her head to his chest, shutting her sleepy eyes, "I trust you, Big Brother Sterling."

Sterling blushes slightly before grinning happily and responding, "Andy."

"Huh?", Fantina perks her ear up, eyes closed.

"We're a host family now so we can drop the agent monikers. My real name…is Andy Lee Jones."

"Ah, Andy Lee Jones. I love you, Big Brother Andy.", Fantina muttered groggily with a calm sigh.

"I love you too Fan Fan." Sterling said, yawning, as he started to fall asleep, cuddling together in bed.

Seconds later her eyes shot wide open, partly bloodshot as the information reached her brain.

"THAT'S you're fucking name?!", Fantina shouted, jolting up in bed and startling him into falling out of bed.

"Ow…", Sterling utters on the floor, now wide awake again.

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SUP FAM! Hope y'all had a good Christmas. Here I am again, just before the end of the year, to drop my…*takes out calculator*...ONE HUNDREDTH CHAPTER?! Goddamn! Never thought I'd be writing this long. Oh wait, that's a hundred consecutively NOT numerically because of the bonus chapters. I'm sorry y'all. I'm a cheater. I'll reach 100 earnestly soon though, maybe in 2025.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Special thanks to Sandshrewmaster as always and my beta reader. Can't forget the lovely followers sending me fan art of my beautifully, oddly age demographic appropriate characters. Be sure to check out their splendor on my deviantart page of the same name as me, Goatmanofanime.

That's about it. Be sure to hug your parents this holiday season, drink some ice water, get some sleep, get some exercise, shout out to all the Andys out there, and all see y'all…in 2025. Happy New Years.

Peace Fam!